About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At CSL Plasma, where they pay for blood donations, a delivery driver once asked: ‘Do you ever wonder if the plasma they collect here is used to make superheroes?’ The nurse smiled and replied, ‘Well, sir, we wish everyone who donates could fly or heal instantly, but it’s just medicine.’ The delivery driver nodded thoughtfully, then joked, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own cape!’
2. At night, when the streets of Chicago fell quiet, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo from inside CSL Plasma. A delivery driver noticed it first and mentioned it casually to a receptionist during a late-night shift. The receptionist shrugged, thinking maybe it was just the air conditioning. But then one evening, while watching old reruns on her phone, she heard it too—a low, steady buzz like a humming refrigerator. Curious, they decided to investigate together, only to discover that it came from an old neon sign outside, long forgotten in the dimly lit hallway. From then on, whenever anyone asked what that noise was, they’d smile and say, ‘Oh, that’s just our secret plasma attraction!’
3. At CSL Plasma, every morning around dawn, someone started hearing faint whispers coming from inside. A nurse on her first shift thought it was just an old air conditioning unit playing tricks, but soon others began noticing too. Nobody could make out what was being said—just soft laughter and gentle chatter that seemed to come from empty rooms. Then one day, a delivery driver heard the voices and brought donuts for everyone. Word spread, and before long, CSL Plasma became known as the place where you go not only for plasma donations but also for free pastries. The whispers? They were just the neighborhood gossiping over coffee.
4. At CSL Plasma, after hours, a curious nurse overheard a voice whispering: ‘Are you sure it’s safe to draw blood here?’ The nurse shrugged it off and went back to her work. Later that night, as she was packing up, she heard another whisper: 'Hey, isn’t that plasma supposed to be for transfusions?' She smiled, thinking, maybe it’s just a neighborhood prankster who knows way too much about medical procedures.